The handle on the door you cannot touch
 The knot in the woods you cannot cut
 A good thing we had too much
 Smoke is rising above
 The fire's getting hotter in the wind
 And you're cold blackened eyes looking odd
 Going blind
 
 A splinter deep inside your second skin
 The princess feeling nothing underneath
 And no wonder it doesn't feel the same
 
 Everybody's asking when you're ever coming back
 And you tell them that you're sorry but you're frozen in your tracks
 The foxes in the headlights never knowing it was wrong
 Staring down the righteous road that is lonely and is long
 
 The photographs and pictures that we drew
 Remind us that we won't be going through
 And I wondered do they even look the same
 I wondered do they even look the same
 
 Now it's going faster and we're stuck here in this place
 The water's getting deeper
 Cutting lines into my face
 The lights are out and broken
 It looks different in the dark
 They're out there setting fires
 You need to make your mark
 
 Another slippery stone
 We thought that it was dry
 And flat enough to stand
 We trusted until we died
 We don't really know
 We think that we are wise
 Deaf and dumb and blind
 We think that we have eyes
 
 
 Deaf and dumb and blind
 We think that we have eyes
 
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